Lyrics:
after
The Mac's rapture, I represent, that's what I'm on the map for
Who the fuck gonna fuck with the scandalous
1-8-7 on these mothafuckin amateurs
representation
We will not pay a toll in blood
The old men were sitting on top of the hill
While the younger
Ushered a place for both down by the creek
alone
Beneath the piles of scorched flesh and fragmented bones, new life is seeded
New life grows
Fertilized by the carbonized waste
Growing through
the shovel, bury me alive
All your friends in here, yeah, all my brothers died
Baby, I need you here, just right here by my side
Feel like bad luck is me,
It's outta my hands and in my blood
There's red in a ledger and I can't pay up
Blessed by the wicked
Washed in the mud
Can't save my soul so let
Lost in outer space
I've been here for way too long
There's no sign of life and no sign of you
I'm floating in my bubble
With no idea what's
it pushin', been the coda since a little jit
No patience in us gotta get it for the pigment
I've been surrounded by the breadwinners getting chips
I
to put a blade to my melanin
My Cocoa butter skins been heaven sent
But if I let blood flow then I can feel again I grown a lil numb to world that I been
on the constant while we tryna live is a prick in our hip. My niggas walk w a limp. You can see the blood in our footprints. You can see the mud in our fingertips
things will change and
you will be stuck here for life
put an apple on your head
and be struck down by me
who is me if i am you
i'll sit there bleeding
will towards the street
For all new it’s always been fuck the police
Crystalline dippin underground with minerals
Individuals Fictional indivisible
Lord, I got that tunnel vision
For the One that's Risen,
You spoke and brought me up out that prison, freed and forgiven,
With nothin broken
Oh I
I have been getting bold
Cause I'm
I am in control
Oh I
I am in control
Oh Devil
You are getting old
You
You'll do what your told
By me
Cause I
I
there is only one crown oooo
No they tell me you no understand oooo
Na talk I dey talk I no write shorthand oooo
You can't mess with me Iwo bawo
Make you
to an online dating site
You sick sex tourist stereotype
Unburdened by your mortgage, faltering knees
Just take another upper for your downer disease
You're too
like a sheep
Don't blame me for all the years
That you were asleep
[Relax
God is in control
Watch the dot
Take your meds
Obey my demands
Daddy get hung
Then the sheriff turned to me and said "Ain't this fun?
Well this is what you get for florting with a white woman"
[Chorus] 2x
Ey yo from
Baby tell me what I'm waiting for, oh-oh-oh
Cause I know I could give you more, oh-oh-oh
Yes, I'm on a drank, just sitting here thinking
You're going
Watching this torso turn corpse
Blood dripping from intestines as they are ripped from inside out
The struggle for exhalation
A need to fulfill my
We tryna turn up have agood time
Get lit we cop a bottle ah da casamigos we just tryna vide
Im gettin rich all i gotta do is rhyme
Like im kobe wit
My eyes well with tears as I´m pinned to the floor
Pants fill with fear, help at the throat by an attack dog
A blood curdling cackle emits from
and a weed sack
Witches from Salem bring me dinero
Neanderthal whores, Iceberg is their hero
Pimp cycle, little disturbed if I might say
Eyes from billy goat
"In the beginning there was serenity then came the unrelenting scourge of
war
Hatred releasing it's flames upon humanity: lusting for blood
Tasting the blood in our mouths, mixing with what little hope we have left as it slides down our throats constricted by hands of avarice, soft media,
.jpg/225px-Jason_Crabb_in_2013_(10354340755).jpg "Jason & Adam Crabb")
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